Light At The End of The Tunnel
Posted: July 16th, 2021, 7:23 am
In the forest of my heart,
Resides a parasite.
It devours me from inside,
An insatiable mite.
The monster of the forest
Needs a few cuts at least,
An offering of blood,
To pacify the beast.
As he gets stronger day by day,
Taking more blood,
He drowns me in sadness,
A whole flood.
He has captured the sun,
There is no light,
I beg you,
Save me from this plight.
He hunts the creatures of happiness,
Roaming my heart,
Killing every good feeling,
With his poison dart.
He has taken everything now,
I am dead inside,
Seems like the only way to kill him,
Is to commit suicide.
I could hear him rejoicing
As I stood underneath the noose.
This shook me out of reverie,
And made my resolve loose.
I knew I couldn't let my tormentor win.
He had me in constant strife,
But I promised,
I would not give him my life.
I heard then of a powerful creature,
Capable of crushing the beast,
I felt hope rising within me,
Rising like yeast.
I felt skeptical later,
For who could take on the monster's might?
My hope was ebbing,
Receding like the promise of light.
But then, I felt the demon tremble.
I knew it was merely a dent,
But scaring the fiend
Made me feel like Clark Kent.
It took all my courage,
But I decided to go to the knight,
Intent on repaying the monster,
And banishing him from sight.
Resides a parasite.
It devours me from inside,
An insatiable mite.
The monster of the forest
Needs a few cuts at least,
An offering of blood,
To pacify the beast.
As he gets stronger day by day,
Taking more blood,
He drowns me in sadness,
A whole flood.
He has captured the sun,
There is no light,
I beg you,
Save me from this plight.
He hunts the creatures of happiness,
Roaming my heart,
Killing every good feeling,
With his poison dart.
He has taken everything now,
I am dead inside,
Seems like the only way to kill him,
Is to commit suicide.
I could hear him rejoicing
As I stood underneath the noose.
This shook me out of reverie,
And made my resolve loose.
I knew I couldn't let my tormentor win.
He had me in constant strife,
But I promised,
I would not give him my life.
I heard then of a powerful creature,
Capable of crushing the beast,
I felt hope rising within me,
Rising like yeast.
I felt skeptical later,
For who could take on the monster's might?
My hope was ebbing,
Receding like the promise of light.
But then, I felt the demon tremble.
I knew it was merely a dent,
But scaring the fiend
Made me feel like Clark Kent.
It took all my courage,
But I decided to go to the knight,
Intent on repaying the monster,
And banishing him from sight.